My body still ached terribly, and I had no strength left.
But I knew we had to leave this place.
Everyone's injuries needed treatment...
"Mao Jing, Zhang Yuchen, Pan Ling..."
I called out to them.
Aside from Master and Daoist Qingshan, everyone woke up when I called.
Master had already fallen unconscious. His Three Fires were weak, but fortunately, they were relatively stable.
On the other side was Daoist Qingshan. Though his Three Fires were stable, they were only barely stable.
They looked as if a single puff of air could snuff them out, even with a Soul-Sealing Talisman pasted on him.
But judging by the current situation, Daoist Qingshan's life was definitely saved.
As long as there was no outside interference or further injury, he definitely would not die.
But he would surely remain unconscious for a while, and it definitely would not be a short while...
Seeing everyone awaken, I said, "Everyone, we need to leave."
Everyone looked at the light rain drizzling beyond the waterfall and nodded.
But having just woken up, none of us had any strength.
So we rested a little longer, while I checked my equipment.
Everything was still there. The fox demon soul and the bat demon hide were all in the bag.
Only the Bronze Mirror was missing. I remembered that after Master's Bronze Mirror had been knocked away, none of us had had time to retrieve it.
It had probably been destroyed along with the ghost realm.
But then Zhang Yuchen suddenly handed me something. I looked at it—it was the Bronze Mirror.
I was a little surprised. Zhang Yuchen smiled and said, "I picked it up."
"Thank you!"
I said gratefully.
It was an excellent ritual artifact passed down by my grandmaster. It would have been such a shame to